Frostfur stopped and concentrated at what lay ahead of her. She could see burnt trees, coal and ash covering the ground and the sky, mysteriously, was pitch black. Even though it was the middle of the day, the sky (up ahead) was black; no stars, no moon, no sun, no clouds, no nothing. Frostfur knew what it was; it was DeathStriker's territory. No wolf which ever entered returned. Some say that they get killed by DeathStriker and then he feeds them to his Hyenas like in Lion King, but, others say that the ground is poisonous and kills any wolf who walks on it instantly, but now, Frostfur would have to experience whatever the truth was.
She stepped forward and stopped at the borderline between the Deathlands and Normal lands. She sighed and closed her eyes and gently lifted her paw and hovered it above the Deathlands.
"We can do this, Frostfur." She whispered. "I know we can and if I dont, then I cant see my pups again, which would be a tragedy. I mean, Nightshade cant take care of the pups by himself! Or can he? Urgh, lets do this, anyways."
She squeezed her eyes shut. She squeezed her eyelids together so hard that her eyeballs, surprisingly, started to hurt. She slowly hovered the paw closer and closer and closer and closer to the Deathland's ground. And then...
She put it down....
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Dairy Of Alaska
AdventureAlaska's parents died when Alaska was at a very young age. Being alone from weeks old with her brothers and sisters is hard. But the question is: Can she survive amongst the most powerful and feared wolf ever known to wolves? Who knows?
